Friday Night Bites (Chicagoland Vampires, #2)

by Chloe Neill

“No need for formalities, Kitten. We’re practically family, you and I, the drama notwithstanding.” He leaned back, brow knitted, and gazed into my eyes. I had the sense he was looking through me, past me, into some future I couldn’t discern. The air tingled, magic flowing around us. “We lose them, don’t we, always?”